The Addams Family Values の小説・ストーリー

Moving into another household with Zac, Emmett and Burney, where I wasn't bullied or felt like I was always walking on eggshells, felt a lot better than five minutes in this household. "So, how's work, Ali?" Adam asked. "It's been good, I work later which gets tiring but it's good." "What, are you whoring yourself out now?" Anthony said with a snide chuckle and my Father chuckled with him. I could see Zac stiffen beside me and his hands balled up underneath the table. I reached my hand underneath the table and placed it over his fist. His hand loosened up and his finger intertwined in mine. Already I could see his body soften and my own heartrate slowed.

My limbs felt numb, and as the tension in the room threatened to snap, Leo spoke again, his tone unchanged. “Family?” he repeated, his words chilling. “The Master says family are useful to each other. Tell me, what makes them our family now, since they are no longer useful?” His face was devoid of emotion, his words final, without hesitation. The other man inhaled sharply, stepping back, his face contorting in disbelief. “Master, Master... that’s all you ever say. You only think about the Master. You only talk about him. You’re crazy, Leo. You’ve been brainwashed! You don’t even think for yourself anymore!”

He placed his trust in very few people: his two brothers and two of his most loyal men. Raised under his father’s strict rule, Adam grew up immersed in the world of organized crime, shaped to follow its ruthless standards. His mother, however, was a woman of warmth and compassion. She tried to teach him values that most men in that world dismissed as weakness—like never raising a hand against a woman or forcing her into his bed. In front of his father, Adam obeyed the harsh rules imposed upon him, but behind closed doors, he lived by his mother’s principles—a rare trait in such a dark world. Adam took over one of the major American crime families at twenty-eight, after his parents died in a

I, Addie Starr, am the second child my parents have after an unexpected pregnancy. My older sister, Amanda Starr, cries because she believes that I will take away our parents' love and money. After she develops depression, she constantly threatens to kill herself. My parents come to hate me for it. They swear to Amanda, "Sweetheart, you're the only princess in our family. Just think of your sister as a maid we brought to you." From then on, all the dirty and exhausting chores in the house become my responsibility. When Amanda becomes emotionally unstable and threatens to cut her wrists, my parents hold out my arm for her. They say, "Sweetheart, if you need to take your anger out on so

“That’s cold, even for Reginald.” Cold? That is terrible, cold is an understatement. I sank onto the bed beside him, the mattress dipping under our weight. My hands were shaking. “This family… it’s anything but normal anymore. Addie’s life is exploding on the internet, she’s engaged to one man and now Dad wants her married to another, and he’s *happy* about it. What kind of people are we?” Victor reached over and took my hand. His touch was gentle — the first gentle thing he’d done in days. “We’re the Hales. We turn messes into opportunities. That’s how we survive.”

Renee seemed very knowledgeable about this topic and stopped Adam’s fantasy. “The people of this family only value the relationship within their family and don’t care about others. If you have a relationship with a woman in their family, I advise you to give up as soon as possible.” Renee was very smart and quickly guessed the situation from Adam’s reaction. “Besides, you’re dressed like a monk, so why are you so hung up over a woman? The women in this family are not to be trifled with. I’m not joking. I’m saying this for your own good.”

"You've been my kid as well as David's these last ten years. You've helped me more than you can ever know. Let me take care of you now." Adeline burst into tears and clutched Stephanie, holding her tight as the other woman hugged her and rubbed her back, telling her everything was going to be alright. But that was a lie. Nothing was going to be okay again. Addie pulled away, wiping her tears with the back of her hand. "Ugh, I must smell like stale coffee and maple syrup," she joked. But Steph didn't laugh. "You make sure Tommy doesn't get his hands on that money. It's for you."

Maddy had a smart mouth on her and he wondered if she could be submissive. He wanted someone who would see things his way, please him in every aspect and keep to the script. No feelings at all. Adam always admired a big family, with children and a wonderful wife but now wasn't the time. He wanted to shower his family with love and care, so that is why he has to make sure his company gets back to being one of the best. He didn't want to do much work when he had a family so that he would spend more time with them.

"Because you know nothing about this situation." "But I do." Mandy got up from the couch and went to get in Stephanie's face. She'd pissed her off, coming into Tyler and Meredith's home and threatening to wreck everything that the two of them had worked so hard for. There were not two other people in the world who deserved to be happy more than they did, and Mandy was old enough to know that she wouldn't stand for it to happen now. "I know that Addie loves her family, she knows who her mom and dad are, and she knows the people that love her. They are good people who put family first. They sure as hell aren't a crack whore like you." * * *

All for some sacks of grains. The last part makes me laugh. It’s a hollow bitter sound wrenched from somewhere deep inside of me. “All for a few sacks of grains,” My laughter dwindles down, this deep bone piercing sadness entrenched in my bones. “That was the value my family put on my life. To send me off to be another male’s toy.” There is a terrible expression on Adam’s face, but I ignore it, “That’s why letting me die would have been a kindness.” His hand comes to rest on my cheek and that mischievous sly look in his eyes is long gone and she says in a firm voice, “That is not your value. Your family's actions do not define your worth. And you did not deserve this.”